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ANNY BALLARDINI

Some of my work has appeared on the following sites:

tex files by Chris Murray; Muse Apprentice Guild by August Highland, and in another section curated by Jeff Harrison; Artisanitorium by Jim Rovira; Colloquium; nycbigcitylit; Poiein by Gianmario Lucini; Niederngasse by Paquale Capocasa; Unesco; Poets against the War; The 365 Project Org.; Transference; Poetrybay; Poetix net by Larry Jaffe; Dialogue Poetry Org by Ram Devineni; This is by Birgitta Jonsdottir; Wild Honey Press by Randolph Healy; The Drunken Boat by Rebecca Seiferle under the Poetryetc Project; Watermark - a poet's notebook by Sharon Brogan; The Long-Islander.

Among my translations I like to remember:
"In_Ri" by Henry Gould; On the trail of words by Larry Jaffe; "Smokestacks Allegro" by Rita Cominolli; "Metaphysical Reference" by Kenneth Hirst; from English into Italian - and from Italian into English: "The Renaissance of the Self"; and the "Notebook of Positano" by Arturo Onofri.

I am the curator of the Poets' Corner. And yes, I am proud to have a Blog, Narcissus' Works, come and see me sometime, and on the advisory board of the new journal: inquisitions with Nick Piombino, Chris Murray, Geoff Huth, Tom Beckett; editor David Nemeth.

I was born on July 24, 1956, and I live in Bolzano, Italy.

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FROM THIS MAN

links
     to the un/known (I can give their address, phone #, height size documents, they are my neighbors, just think...)
brought me to lose today          my right temple

I know it was me, not you          because I couldn't think

If it were you I would have panicked
When you are uprooted it is a different pain          it gutters around the heart
     not really
_____it used to____     don't ask me when     I cannot remember     if I remembered     I would be eliminated     and I could not think     and I could not write this     now     that's what I want to do now

(let's see how they work)
I think for example: I want to eat rice     I process it     I don't want to eat rice     unroll the previous thought     and inside I find     I know you do not want to know      what I find inside     it would stain this clean     poem
          with all the filthiness I have seen
therefore
but if I don't tell you     of the meanness of this man & of the meanness of his woman forever united     in the void cathedral/ organized church/ of heavy manipulation     then I cannot tell you of anythingvbecause this is what I see     this is what cuts my right temple     weighs on my head     crashes my thoughts

I am responsible for my father     that is why I speak     I could just keep silent     and that would prevent me from dying in this moment     because I'm     speaking

I will rewrite this.

I am rewriting the above.

sucked into the un/known
destroyed     a head gone     another one

they cried for help     no one listened     managing was deafening     be it - unreal landscapes

different religions_ philosophical thoughts_ beheaded because of a divergent nuance
(it anyhow moves)

political hands have no eyes
be their interests limited to a final remark

"I am the political Lady, gimme scent & the right sized shoe, I'll lick all the way down to your glue"
"... and your glue"

_is this what you want_
_isn't this what you want_

_I know you want more_

power was given to those who did not know how to use it     to get them dizzy     dropping colors the way Pollock did     at the beginning     just to see the effect     it takes time to master it     the drops, I mean

I can rewrite this

I am rewriting the above and the above

harsh     (the) blood
when     (it rained)     from a cracking sky

he saved his life

& the nightmare broke into his eyes
(watery
eyes ___as if he was always crying)
behind glasses

there is no existentialism if you do not process it through every cell of your body/life
as there is no tearing if you do not know you are

from this man we were born

Rewriting:

Blinding interactions are meant to survive with the highest resolution - no hidden overlapping - fluorescent scanning focuses on escaping molecules - otherwise sucked out from originating bodies - consequently destroyed in concentrated arsenic solutions - labeled evolution digs into pre-fixed paths - studies on mice, bees, ants are prolix - night intensive modules will be inflicted on maddening cells - succumb they will.

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THROATS

open
as cuts in the earth

crevices
suffocating

her hand pressed on my right temple

that summer close to the lake rascals holding tadpoles by their tails squeezed out their insides from their gasping mouths and laughed

reality became white

cupboards - cupboards
wardrobe - wardrobe
wall - wall

life
as if
life
had disappeared

dreams are mental shawls
they protect from cold
one unwished order
from someone
& they are gone

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THE INFLATION OF POETRY
(BECAUSE OF CRITICAL TERMS)

groundbreaking edge-cutting bottom-surfing petrified aghast wind-winging absolute-tank of indoor-pouring outdoor-plunging startingly-mystical-surprisingly-spiritual-deepingly-adoring-stupefyingly-precious over-the-top pot back to the slot
wonderfully & exceptionally pregnant of signifiers - a boastfully enchanting signified
effusingly levitating masterpiece crafted to smoothing /soothing superiority
lightness of substance, cracks of roundness
masterful art /factual permeation of interpenetrating factors
matter-of-factly: art _you say art_ that's it
          poetry _you say poetry_ that's it
with the thickness of qualifiers pointilliating the stardom of texture
dadaing Jovian contents & tearingly trespassing
violating all revolutionary jubilant transgressing
egressing classicism to Jurassically monument it
trans/formatting futuristically roaming verses
hooting lines
scupturesque Handsome-heit
magnified versatile snaking hand
Golden Silver All-Saints' Pen
gorging in a gormandized Gargantuan gurgling gosh
flashingly flesh-freezing folios
gorily studded with jewelry freshness
jejunum of artifice
jocular jo(e)y of my eye
jazzed by inestimable fizziness
judiciously green as kail
s/he nailed it!
kaleidoscopically reflecting languishing senses
Romantically imbued by lauryl
a laurel crown with lavender & malcontent
macabrely sinking in the depths of knowledge
devastatingly & horridly beautiful
microscopically matching meteors in the sublime microtexture minimally saturating possible smearing factors
spiffy elegant bowler hatted well-seated
stratacombical overtaxonomial value

(to be continued)

m.a.g.

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